Chapter 711: Chapter 298: Overpass, Rainy Day, Maybach...
"Hey, Brother Yu!"
Liu San pushed the stack of money directly in front of Fang Qingyu, smiling broadly, with a hint of wanting credit. "The boss specifically asked me to bring this to you first! Yesterday’s fight was beautiful, Brother Meng still remembers it!"
"In case you ran into any tight spots, take this money first, use it as needed for food and drinks, don’t hold back! Once our casino officially opens, then it’ll be a rolling revenue stream. The boss said, your share will not be a penny less!"
Fang Qingyu looked at the pile of banknotes in front of him, exuding a mixed scent of ink and sweat, slightly stunned.
He didn’t expect Lei Meng to act so quickly and generously.
Without refusing, he nodded and calmly said, "Thanks, Brother Meng is considerate, and thank you for making the trip."
Liu San chuckled, seemingly pleased with Fang Qingyu’s gratitude, waving his hand dismissively: "No hard work at all, this is what I should do! You guys are the top contributors to our Cyan Dragon Gang!"
After speaking, he picked up his lunchbox again and continued to eat with gusto, apparently starving.
Chu Kuanglan watched enviously from the side, and seizing a break in Liu San’s eating, he moved closer, casually pulling out half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and offered one, smiling: "Old Liu, have a cigarette to refresh yourself!"
Liu San’s eyes lit up, accepting without hesitation, lighting it with the fire Chu Kuanglan offered, taking a deep, contented drag, revealing a comfortable expression: "Only Brother Chu understands me! Thanks, huh!"
Chu Kuanglan also lit one for himself, took a puff, and asked in a lowered voice: "By the way, Old Liu, there’s something that’s been confusing me, and I want to ask your advice."
He pointed to the still brightly lit warehouse across the street, "You know, we smashed their venue last night, emptied the place, even captured over twenty of their guys. Why not just take that street’s territory too? There are ready-made shops, a little arranging, and we could start charging protection fees. Expand our territory, earn more money, and save on warehouse renovation costs. Isn’t this a great deal? What’s Brother Meng thinking?"
Liu San, immersed in the spicy sting of tobacco, froze at Chu Kuanglan’s question, a fleeting trace of helplessness and bitterness flashing in his eyes.
He took a deep drag, slowly exhaled a thick plume of smoke.
His voice lowered, carrying a kind of exasperated sigh of someone who’s been through a lot:
"Brother Chu, you’re oversimplifying things. Do you think we can easily snatch territory in the Gray Rock District just by having strong fists?" He shook his head, giving a bitter smile, "That Blood Wolf Gang’s boss, One-Eyed Wolf Wang Biao, is a brother-in-law of a leader from the Iron Claw Association! I mentioned Iron Claw to you before, right? They’re a big gang ranked in the Inner City! They set up casinos in Gray Rock District without fear because they have backing!"
"We can capture people, seize venues, and move valuable stuff, these are minor squabbles in gang rules. As long as we don’t overdo it, the Iron Claw Association will turn a blind eye. They mainly focus on the Inner City, it’s not worth stirring trouble over the small profits in Gray Rock District."
Liu San paused, his voice dropping further, with a tinge of helplessness: "But if we really take over that street, we’re cutting into Iron Claw’s piece of the pie, upsetting their protected territory! Believe it or not, by the next day, Iron Claw’s elite could roll in on us? Then we’d have to obediently give back the territory and pay a huge sum. Worse, we might have to surrender a few heads to settle things! That’s a real waste of effort, with a heap of trouble!"
Chu Kuanglan was stunned, couldn’t help but blurt out: "Damn! So here, fighting for territory, it’s not just about having strong fists, but also having a strong backing and connections?!"
Liu San nodded vigorously in agreement, full of emotion, let out a long sigh: "Exactly, in this City of Injustice, especially in the lower-level places like our Gray Rock District, relationships often matter more than pure brute force."
This heartfelt talk.
Brought a brief silence among everyone present.
Sometimes, the intricacies of human relationships are far more suffocating than straightforward physical force.
Liu San soon finished eating, wiped his mouth, and hurried back to the warehouse to continue his supervisory duties.
Fang Qingyu picked up the stack of Gray Crystal Paper Currency delivered by Liu San, skillfully flicking through it under the expectant eyes of the group.
A moment later, he looked up, a fleeting look of surprise in his eyes: "Eight thousand."
This figure was an absolute fortune for them, newly arrived in the City of Injustice, penniless.
"We have ten people, just right to split into five groups."
Fang Qingyu divided the money into five portions, a thousand each, "Each group takes a thousand as expenses. The rest will be temporarily kept by Wanqing for emergencies and public expenses."
"Alright!"
The group responded in unison, their faces showing relaxed smiles.
Though this money might not even cover a decent meal outside, in this place of obscenely high prices, where pockets were empty, having money in hand indeed provided much reassurance.
Soon, the money was distributed to each group’s hands.
Fang Qingyu teamed up with Jiang Wei.
Wei Banmeng and Su Wanqing were a team, Chu Kuanglan paired with Qi Hao, Lu Jiuyuan teamed with Lv Chen.
Old Qin and Old Qiao, this experienced duo naturally formed a team.
Fang Qingyu solemnly handed the divided money over to Su Wanqing for safekeeping, then said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow morning, we begin. Our target is to gather intelligence on the Celestial Punishment Association, Bauhinia Association, and the core areas of the uprising. Stay safe, and keep in touch."
